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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 20: TATTOOED SEX GOD
PEBBLES' POVMy ears registered the click of the switch while my heart practised for a championship boxing match in my chest. The lights didn't come on too bright; I was still squinting my eyes to see the intruder. He had on a heavily decorated shirt. He moved his hand, and I panicked. “Don't move,” I waved around the knife like a psycho.“Ohhh, I'm scared,” he gasped mockingly. Was he making fun of me? “Pebbles, please put the knife down — unless you intend to use it to spread butter over my buns, then I'm down.”What? I looked at the blade in my hand. Of course, I grabbed the butter knife. How embarrassing. I dropped the knife in the sink. Maybe he was Bradley's son, but you never could be too sure. I grabbed the butter knife again. “Who are you, and how do you know my name?”“I followed you from Palm Beach.” Shit! Shit! Sinister must have found me. I'm dead, I'm so dead. “Easy with the crazy eyes, cowgirl. I was only kidding. I am Ace, Bradley's son. Now can I turn the lights up,
Last Updated : 2023-04-01COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 21: CRAZY BEAUTIFUL
ACE'S POVI watched as she drank the water. Her back to me. Her sexy ass outlined under that over-washed shirt. I wondered who it belonged to. I hope it was not her boyfriend's. I could tell it belonged to a man.Man, how thirsty was she? I asked myself as she filled the cup again. But she did not drink it. It seemed like she was taking it to her room. She froze when she noticed me and I tensed, too. Shit! She probably recognized me from the incident a few months ago.She squinted her eyes, and then it hit me. It was too dark for her to truly see me. I let out a deep breath, and I made a move towards her, but the damn girl let out a gut-wrenching scream. My hands covered my ears from the deafening howl, and she sent the glass shattering to the floor. She grabbed something from the sink, and I realized it was a knife. She pointed it at me. “St — stay back,” the poor little thing's hands were trembling like a leaf. My eyes zeroed in on the knife, and I erupted in a fit of laughter. It w
Last Updated : 2023-04-02COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 22: JUST SHUT UP AND KISS ME
PEBBLES' POVI could smell the repugnant scent of my blood. Surprisingly, the pain in my chest surpassed the burning sensation pulsating from the palm of my hand. My stomach gave out as the room spun. It became difficult for me to make out the details of the kitchen. Everything seemed like one vast blur. My innards felt like they were being replaced by a perilously deep black hole. A sea of nausea crept from the depths of my abdomen as the world faded and images of that ghastly scene where Harrison was stewing in his blood pervaded my mind.I felt alone and cold, but then he spoke. The realization hit, I wasn't alone any more. ”Pebbles? Pebbles, look at me." His voice was soothing and so familiar now. I did not know why, but I needed him to keep talking. He looked so pale as the colour drained from his face. “Shit! Don't pass out on me now, Pebbles!” His hands hurriedly slid to my hips and, in one swift swoop, he lifted me and rested me on the counter next to the sink. His action pull
Last Updated : 2023-04-07COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 23: TICKLE SESSION
It was 5 am and Ace couldn't bring himself to sleep. He'd been twisting and turning the entire night. That kiss was almost as good as sex, he kept thinking to himself. He must get to know this girl better. He thought about the way she reacted to blood. Something must have occurred in her life to make her behave like that. It hurt him to see her suffering like that. He wondered what had happened to her. Ace hoped no one had harmed her because if they did, and he found out who, then whoever they were would be dead men.Grabbing his phone from the nightstand, he unlocked it, and the light was blinding when his eyes met the screen. 5:30. And by that time, he knew sleep would not visit him. He hated Valentine's Day because of her, Lonergirl. He loved that she came into this world on such an auspicious day; a day the world celebrated true love, and then she went and broke his heart. So now he hated Valentine's Day. For all he knew, she was probably riding her new husband's dick as he remi
Last Updated : 2023-04-07COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 24: CAKE AND JEWELLERY
PEBBLES' POVI rested on the edge of my bed for a while, struggling to steady my breathing. What had I gotten myself into? I could not fall for his charms. Everything about him screamed player. From his dazzling eyes and the way they bore into my soul. To his razor-sharp cheekbones that could cut through a steel wall and those lips — oh! God, his lips, they tasted like sin. I would gladly follow him to the deepest, darkest depths of purgatory if only I could taste those lips one last time.Oh! Lord! I've got it bad. I stood up and smoothed the wrinkles in my dress. My hands lingered over my breast when I remembered Ace saw my nipple. A warm blush spread across my cheeks. Normally, I would be embarrassed by such things, but now, I wanted to find him and flash him both my tits in aspirations that he would touch me. The ringing of my phone suspended me from my steamy thoughts.“Hello,” I answered.“Happy birthday, Pebbles.” A soothing voice greeted, my smile took over my face immediately
Last Updated : 2023-04-07COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 25: REALITY CHECK
ACE'S POVI felt whole; the way her tiny hands banded around my midriff. They burnt like a furnace. The heat from her hands soaked through my shirt and denim jacket and unto my tattooed riddled skin. Goosebumps took over the surface of my skin as I enjoyed her touch. It felt good and for the first time; I was afraid of a woman's touch and the effect it had on me. I knew then and there, I would do anything for Pebbles Hemington. Grinning like a baboon, the wind whipped my face as I rode my Yamaha. I was still a little upset about the way she kept reciting 'oh! Bradley', when she thought no one was around. The first time was a little shocking and funny. But this morning I wanted to greet her with a kiss, then she breathed out those two fucking words. I had to ask Pops about that.I kept replaying our kiss; it wiped the memory of Griselda's out of my mind. Her lips tasted magical, so I told myself, I had to do it again before the day was done. I must kiss her again.But should I be kiss
Last Updated : 2023-04-08COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 26: OH! ACE
PEBBLES' POVI could sense it building inside me like a fierce ball of snow, deep in the pits of my stomach. I couldn't concentrate on anything around me, but the deafening beats of my heart. My adrenaline levels intensified to new heights, inducing my brain to go on the defence, firing out negative thoughts like a machine gun. The antagonistic notions tumbled out to the surface like dangerous waves crashing against rocky shores.“Sinister will find me—Sinister is gonna beat me—Sinister is gonna kill me-” My body wracked with bitter sobs. I shook like a leaf. Anxiety consumed every cell in my body, swelling them with terror. I practically felt my blood pressure soar, but I knew that was the least of my worries. What if he hurt Evie and her family? I would never forgive myself if he did.“Pebbles, I'm going to take you home." I heard a sweet voice whisper. It sounded like Ace's, but my brain was frozen with panic. It felt sore and empty. My vessels in my head felt like a cluster bomb h
Last Updated : 2023-04-08COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 27: GOOD MORNING, DOLLFACE
ACE'S POVFebruary 15th, 2009Two days - this girl had hardly been here for two fucking days, and I already felt like I would die without her. Why was I feeling this way when I had no heart? Pebbles made me forget what Lonergirl did to me; how she chewed me up and later spat me out like I was nothing; like I was filth on the bottom of a shoe. Fuck, Pebbles even had me listening to Air Supply and Frank Sinatra; Even The Nights Are Better with The Way You Look Tonight.I'm sorry, Kendrick Lamar, but I have a girl now—but did I actually have her? Was I particularly interested in her because I rescued her from getting raped?NO! That wasn't it. I craved to be with her all day; every day. It was like she was the oxygen that was keeping me alive. Last night was incredible. I had never felt that kind of desire, need, or attraction for another girl—well, apart from Lonergirl.Pebbles was not like any other girl I'd met. Maybe she wasn't human. Then she must have been an angel, one that I'd kn
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 63: OLD HEN
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 62: EVIL WAYS
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 61: THINK LIKE THE DEVIL
PEBBLES' POV AUGUST 30ETH 2009It had been a long night. I woke up snuggled in Ace's arms. We made love four times last night. With the pulsating feeling between my legs, I now realized that I should have rethought the last two times. I snickered to myself. I tried to untangle myself from his heavy limbs, but I failed miserably. “Morning, beautiful," Ace said groggily while he peeped from one eye. “Are you trying to ditch me after sleeping with me?” He chuckled.“Yes, you caught me." I rolled my eyes.“I'm afraid I can't let you leave me.” He tightened his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to his chest. “At least not until you kiss me.” I tugged the cover over my lips. “I will kiss you when I've brushed my teeth," I told him. My mouth tasted sour, and I was not about to poison Ace with my morning breath.“Pebbles — I'm sure your breath is not that awful.” He tickled me.Of course, he would say that. His breath wasn't that bad — in fact, his mouth had no smell other than of a
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 60: HOT SUMMER'S NIGHT PART 2
PEBBLES' POVThe blue sleeveless shirt he wore had a map of perspiration down the middle. His skin was as wet as if he just pulled himself from a pool. He flexed his muscles, and I gulped. The hot weather was aiding in igniting our passions, sending our internal blaze for each other into overdrive. The way Ace was undressing me with his eyes, made me feel like a woman, and he hadn't even touched me as yet. I spun around and faced the wall. The heat was too much.“Are you OK?” He asked concerned. “Yes. It's just when you look at me like that -” I breathed out. “I feel like I'm going to spontaneously combust.”He growled. I heard his feet scraping against the floor as he rushed up behind me. He leant in, his breath tickling my ear, sending heat waves down my neck then spanning out all over my body. His hands snaked around and cupped my breasts. My head tilted into him. “I want you Pebbles - Fuck it, I crave you,” he snarled, then he took my earlobe between his teeth.“Oh Jesus,” I sig
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 59: HOT SUMMER'S NIGHT PART 1
PEBBLES' POVIt was late afternoon, Ace texted me letting me know he was on his way home. I just had my third shower for the day. I knew summers were expected to be hot, but today the sun was at full blast, I prayed many times, beseeching God to turn it down a notch. Earlier, I heard on the radio that this summer has been the hottest one recorded in Massachusetts since the 1950s.I was dripping in sweat from head to toe. My skin was glistening and my nape damp. I took a few ice-cubes from the freezer and added them to my glass of water. This heat made it difficult to breathe, I sighed as I hoisted the water to my mouth and quaffed it down in one go.I heard the rumble of an engine and then tires screeching in the driveway. I proceeded to the window and peeped outside. Ace was home.I observed as he exited the car. I could detect the salty droplets trickling down Ace's face like gentle summer rain. The pellets of sweat rippled onto the concrete pavement as he conducted his way to the f
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 58: THREE-WAY
PEBBLES' POVAUGUST 28TH, 2009Today had been a complete and utter disaster.I woke up noticing a note from Ace, laden with beautiful testimonies of his love for me and pinnacle with detailed naughty things he wished to do to me.There was also a box at my door which contained the most elegant peach dress, with bedazzling rhinestones I'd ever seen. He then served me breakfast and informed me he made reservations for two at the most romantic and expensive restaurant in town.He hired a beautician to help me get fixed for the night. I received the royal treatment; the body massage, facial, manicure, pedicure, hair, makeup, and I got waxed in all the right places. I had finally decided on taking the next step with Ace.I was ready and waiting by 6 pm. I waited for three freaking hours, but he never showed up. No calls, texts, no nothing. I tried his phone over a dozen times, but it was off. I knew he went to the mansion to visit his son, but what could have happened for him to forget our
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 57: ALONE TIME
AUGUST 27TH, 2009BRADLEY'S POV“I wish to meet her today. I am an old man. Who knows how much longer I have on this earth?" Albert explained. It upset him I wouldn't let him see Pebbles. She had been discharged from the hospital just 3 days ago. The doctors informed me she was OK, only a little whiplash. “Albert, you have to consider that she has been through a lot. How do I introduce you two without telling her the story behind who you are?"“I don't know, but from what I've discovered, Pebbles is stronger than you realize. Something tells me she can handle it.”“I think you should let him meet her, Bradley. Pebbles has a right to know," Jimmy added.“OK. But it'll have to be a brief visit because I am busy moving into our new home. We only have 4 days remaining in this place. I promised everyone we'll be out of this house by the 1st of September," I announced.“And Bradley, are you sure you don't want company to go with you to Florida?” Jimmy asked.After what he had revealed to me
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 56: HEAVEN'S GATES
PEBBLES' POV“Hmm," I groaned. A feeling of zeal and contentment enveloped my soul. My eyelashes fluttered open, taking in the beautiful sky up above; the blue was bright and soft, bringing a serenity I never knew existed. The wind gently guided the clouds across the atmosphere, taking them to places far and wide. The equanimity that my brain encountered as I cloud gazed; imagining a bald-headed newborn drinking from its mother's breast brought a sense of calmness matching the warmth of the daylight's beams; the sun's rays were the brightest I've ever witnessed. I stretched my torso and ran my fingers over the ground where I laid. The earth was soft, and I felt stems snaking through my fingers. My fingertips tingled, and my senses heightened as a gust of wind captured the mixed aromas of the flowery field, delivering them straight to my nose.The birds sang sweet melodies as I rose to my feet. My eyes adjusted to the surrounding view.“Magnificent," I praised. I was in awe. Miles and
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 55: THE TRUTH BEHIND SINISTER'S HATRED
BRADLEY'S POVI sat in the coffee shop at the corner of Grace Street, sipping on a vanilla cappuccino. “Where is Jimmy?” I questioned myself. Seeing that he was 20 minutes late. He informed me he had some important news to pass on, but that he couldn't do it over the phone. Albert Penn also responded to come to meet us all the way from Georgia. I waited for another 20 minutes before I saw Jimmy strolling into the shop. He had an elderly gentleman with him. I assumed it was Albert. “I apologize for being late Bradley, I had to make a pit stop," Jimmy pulled out a chair and gestured for the old man to sit, then he took the seat next to him. “Bradley, say hello to Albert Penn," Jimmy announced.“Ah! So, you're Miranda Townsend's, Albert Penn?" I stretched my palm out to shake the man's hand. He was still a handsome-looking fellow. One could tell he was quite the looker in his prime. His silver hair was slicked back in a pompadour. His brown eyes were strikingly handsome, and his tall s
